And Now Poems
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Stone 10 - Sunbeam
Forest floor shifts underfoot,
oat meal colored oak leaf mosaic.
Suddenly rectangle, like open door,
flashes white gold, sunbeam.
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Lynne
July 11, 2011 at 11:31 AM
Beautiful poem, Victoria. Sounds like one of those moments that just take one's breath away.
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Beautiful poem, Victoria. Sounds like one of those moments that just take one's breath away.
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